It has been days since I typed the last period on my paper, and boy, how excited I felt! I was not particularly ecstatic about how my essay on the crisscrosses between George Orwell’s 1984 and the Judiciary turned out, because honestly, it was closer to what my friend calls a “writing diarrhea,” more than anything. I was excited because I am finally free from the painful clutches of cases and recitations and exams–well, at least for the next two weeks.

So what did I do after finally submitting that last requirement? Nothing, really. I just went back home, and thought about how faithful and gracious God has been for seeing me through in my first semester in law school–yes, despite of my own willful transgressions and unfaithfulness.

Now, I desire to praise God as I recount my experiences–both fun and horrible, life changing and painful, and those in-between–accumulated from my first four months of studying the law. I hope to accomplish this during the sem break.

So, stay tuned. Hahaha.